After he had cleaned up Nate settled Prue on the sofa with more coffee, he hadn't even allowed her to change or shower. Then retrieved his laptop from the kitchen counter. She watched him set it up on the coffee table, her jaw tight, arms crossed over her chest."I'm calling a friend first," Nate said, opening the laptop. "Someone who can explain this better than I can. Plus, it's someone that you might believe.""A friend." Her laugh was brittle. "Let me guess, someone you paid to back up your story?"He didn't respond, just pulled up a video call application and dialed. The screen rang twice before a man appeared, sitting in what looked like an office with bland beige walls and government-issued furniture. No experience spare there. Yeah right."Nate." The man nodded, his expression professional. He was maybe forty, with close-cropped hair and sharp eyes that Prue immediately recognized as law enforcement. "This her?""Prue, this is Tim Koder. Tim, my wife Prue.""Ma'am." Tim's smile
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